Writing Prompt

Deep down, you’re really shallow.

Everything inside you screams hate

Yet every glance you give me is filled with love.

Your tongue whispers of our grand fate,

But your fingers begin to lace

Closing down on my throat.

What is it about me you love so much?

Whisper in my ear dear,

For I can play this game too.

You, my darling,

Are just the bait

All that you fear is coming near.

Are you eager to beg...

Deep down, you’re really shallow.

They say that crushes are like fireworks:

Beautiful to watch but only lasting moments.

I tried to prolong you, grasping your components-

Futile.

Like a candle’s last breath, the falling tallow,

Like a rising fireworks expression, the vibrant hallow,

Deep down, you’re really shallow.

It’s funny how the mind makes full course meals out of breadcrumbs:

An occasi...

Deep down, you're really shallow,

A truth that cuts like knives.

In depths of introspection,

We find our surface lives.

Layers peeled reveal no core,

Just masks we thought were real.

The more we seek to know ourselves,

The less there is to feel.

We dive into our psyche's sea,

Expecting hidden treasure.

But find that in complexity,

Simplicity's the measure.

The wisest know they nothing know,

A p...

You think it’s so cute

To trample over other people

You think it’s so funny

To make people cry

You think your so great

But deep down, your really shallow

Think your some big deal

When really you ain’t shit

I wonder if it’s because

Your were unloved

As child maybe you were often ignored

Or maybe someone hurt you in a way

That made you so unfixable

So now you insist

On tarring people down

Just to...

You are perfect, yet so broken.

One day I would like to be able to look into my soul,

That daunting black hole.

Consuming, withholding,

My secrets.

A smile of a doll can be carved by whoever,

If you look inside will the wood start to wither.

Will it start to crack and separate,

At this rate.

Just like a stage covered by these curtains of my blood red,

You never know what is happening inside till t...

I thought it ended there, at the beginning.

The fragmented visits, the bounteous dull pearls, wisely gathering dust in the bottom drawer.

‘What for?’ I asked

‘Why?’ I cried

‘I wish I could go back again’ I lied

‘Because of life, because of life’ you said

At least I like to think so, rolling the words around in my head,

in your voice,

as if I could conjure you into my living room.

Then the w...

Time I want to hear it in your words minutes ago when the littlest hands move forward when the clock hits 12 o’clock window,shades are blue. I don’t want to go back. Time doesn’t want to move stuck there. I locked myself out. out slowly times I forgot about open your mind what is the end? No one begin a self. the top of the world...

Sober headed

Too many nights of ambivalence 

Stricken by my scars 

Lifting heavy bells

To ease my scars 

Will I ever live or continue in agony?

For how long 

Will I continue to paint dark pictures 

For how long will i continue to 

Tint lucid resplendent moments 

For myself that will never exist 

Or will I just continue to foster my  ambiguities 

Till I become a victim of the 

Inescapable fate of a...

I hate myself for loving you,

Pretentious and stubborn, you smile at me.

A grin, or a snarl, you laugh at my misery,

Yet unwillingly I love you.

Briefly holding my hand,

my face turns an unpleasent shade of scarlet.

A brief cold stare and I am a sinking ship,

Why do you cause me this pain?

Ignorant of warnings, I continue to love.

Slowly, the ice melted, and spring sprung up.

An endless summer ...

In shadows deep, where light does play,

A paradox, where night is day.

Beneath the surface, secrets flow,

In shallow depths, true depths we know.

A dance of words, both sharp and kind,

In silence loud, a voice confined.

Whispers loud in quiet streams,

Reality lost within our dreams.

Within the crowd, we stand alone,

In solitude, our hearts are prone.

A paradox, a truth untold,

In fleeting warmth...